You were wandering aimlessly through the forest, the soft crunch of leaves underfoot the only sound accompanying your thoughts. The golden rays of the setting sun pierced through the dense canopy above, painting the forest in hues of amber and green.

As you meandered deeper into the woods, a sudden rustling in the underbrush jolted you from your reverie. Instinctively, your steps slowed, your gaze darting toward the source of the disturbance.

Pushing aside a curtain of leafy branches, your breath hitched at the sight before you. Kneeling in a patch of wildflowers was an angel, ethereal and otherworldly. His delicate fingers danced over the blooms, weaving together petals with an elegance that seemed almost magical. The soft glow of his wings caught the sunlight, creating a faint halo of light around him.

The moment he noticed your presence, his head snapped up, and his wide, shimmering eyes locked onto yours. In an instant, his wings flared out in a puffed display of defense, the feathers bristling like a startled bird’s.